Chapter 637

At the moment of contact, a sharp pain once again shot through his soul.

This time, Lin Moyu endured it, letting out only a muffled groan as he continued to let his soul maintain contact with it.

Fortunately, after his experience with the Charm Blue Fire, Lin Moyu's tolerance for soul pain had increased significantly.

Enduring the intense pain, his soul began to officially make contact with the dragon soul crystal.

The dragon soul crystal didn't react at all; Lin Moyu's first thought was that Antares was fooling him again.

But on second thought, that shouldn't be the case. Antares was generally sensible and wouldn't mess around like that.

"Could it be that my method is wrong?"

Lin Moyu bared his teeth in pain, constantly sucking in cold air. He looked at Antares; although the dragon pretended to have no reaction, its eyes betrayed it.

This guy was definitely enjoying the show.

Lin Moyu hardened his heart. "Fine, I'll give you plenty to watch!"

"Since small-area contact isn't working, I'll just wrap around you completely."

Previously, Lin Moyu had only sent out a sliver of soul power for contact, but now he increased it a hundredfold.

His massive soul power acted like a giant hand, completely enveloping the dragon soul crystal.

An intense, sharp pain followed; Lin Moyu felt as if dozens or even hundreds of knives were stabbing into him.

The agony doubled, yet he still managed to endure it.

With his soul power fully enveloping it, Lin Moyu clearly sensed why his soul was being stabbed.

It was because the dragon soul crystal was covered in dense dragon scales.

The dragon scales were as sharp as knives.

They were so fine and dense that they couldn't even be felt by a hand.

However, the soul's sensitivity far exceeded that of the physical body, and it was instantly pricked.

Crucially, these fine dragon scales had no set direction; no matter which angle one approached from, they would be stabbed.

Antares' voice rang in his ears, "You felt it, didn't you? Dragon scales are actually one of our dragon race's weapons. Setting aside mixed-bloods, as long as it's a pure-blood dragon, every single one of their scales is superior to so-called Mythical-grade weapons."

Lin Moyu firmly committed Antares' words to memory, thinking they might be useful in the future, but he merely snorted coldly. "Enough talk, what exactly should I do?"

Antares laughed out loud. "Beg me, and I'll show some mercy and tell you."

"Beg your ass!" Lin Moyu snorted. Begging it? In its dreams.

His soul power acted like countless eyes, scrutinizing the dragon soul crystal in detail.

He saw the countless needle-like, fine dragon scales, but he still couldn't find the correct method.

Lin Moyu could analyze that Antares' words were correct—he had to use his soul to contact the dragon soul crystal—it was just that he hadn't found the official method yet.

Under his soul's perception, the dragon soul crystal was magnified infinitely. Lin Moyu searched inch by inch with extreme care.

Suddenly, he spotted an unusual place.

"This is… a dragon's mouth!"

He saw that the dragon's mouth was slightly open, not completely closed.

There seemed to be a gap within the dragon's mouth.

The gap was extremely small, impossible to see with the naked eye.

Only by looking with the soul, after magnifying it countless times, could it be seen.

The moment he saw the dragon's mouth, Lin Moyu had a guess. "It should be here!"

His soul power immediately bored into it, passing through the gap and spreading toward the interior of the dragon soul crystal.

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound, followed by unprecedented pain.

Even Lin Moyu couldn't help but let out a pained groan this time.

Antares' laughter rang out again; it was as if it had anticipated this all along.

Lin Moyu felt as if his soul had been bitten hard by someone, a piece of it torn off.

In fact, that was exactly what happened. The mouth on the dragon soul crystal had completely closed, and the part of his soul that had entered was indeed bitten off.

After consuming a section of Lin Moyu's soul, the dragon soul crystal began to glow brilliantly.

Lin Moyu felt as if some kind of connection had been established between him and the dragon soul crystal.

The dragon soul crystal turned into a beam of light, disappearing as it bored into Lin Moyu's body, appearing in his Mental World the next second.

The dragon soul crystal transformed into a divine dragon, swimming and circling around Lin Moyu's soul.

From time to time, it would exhale Dragon Breath toward Lin Moyu.

The Dragon Breath contained vast and pure soul power, quickly restoring the soul Lin Moyu had just lost.

Lin Moyu's entire body was glowing, enveloped by a nine-colored halo.

He closed his eyes, feeling the power of the dragon soul crystal.

In the blink of an eye, his soul had recovered and was even a sliver stronger than before.

The divine dragon formed by the dragon soul crystal would exhale Dragon Breath at regular intervals, enhancing Lin Moyu's soul level.

And when Lin Moyu actively contacted the dragon soul crystal with his soul, there was no longer any pain. Instead, he could feel a profound power from it—the power of laws.

With Lin Moyu's current ability, he was still unable to comprehend this power.

He needed accumulation, insight, and levels.

Lin Moyu wasn't greedy; taking it slow was fine.

Antares' laughter had long since stopped. "Feels pretty good, doesn't it?"

Lin Moyu felt the sensation of his soul slowly growing stronger. "Very good."

Antares said with a face full of pride, "That's a nine-colored dragon soul crystal, one of the top treasures of our dragon race."

"Even within the dragon race, not many are qualified to obtain it."

"You kid, you've really struck it lucky."

The level of the nine-colored dragon soul crystal itself was incredibly high, far exceeding any Mythical-grade weapon.

To obtain such a treasure, 'good luck' wasn't enough to describe it.

Lin Moyu thanked Antares, "Thank you."

Antares shook its massive head. "No need. Once your soul is strong enough, you can start comprehending laws."

"Don't be in a hurry to feel the power of laws now. Trying to force a breakthrough will only be counterproductive."

Lin Moyu noted the warning. "Antares, why do you always stay in this world?"

Antares let out a sound of surprise. "Why are you suddenly asking that?"

Lin Moyu said, "I just suddenly got curious. With your ability, this world is too small."

Antares chuckled, "I'm here hatching an egg, do you believe that?"

Lin Moyu was astonished, "You're female?"

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Antares glared at him, "Scram! I naturally have my reasons for being here. Why are you asking so much? Do I need to report to you when I go to the bathroom?"

Lin Moyu gave a dry laugh. "If you won't say, you won't say. No need to get angry."

Antares snorted, "Mind your own business and just do your own thing well. When you become a Super God, you'll naturally find out some things."

Lin Moyu shrugged. "Alright then. Then I'll trouble Lord Antares to send me to the Meteor Continent again."

"Not sending you, go there yourself. I'm tired and going to sleep!"

As Antares spoke, its head suddenly dropped, resting directly on the ground, and it immediately began to snore.

That look clearly said 'handle it yourself, I'm on strike, do whatever you want'.

"Alright, I'll go myself!"

"I'll come find you again in a while!"

Saying that, Lin Moyu flew outward.

After flying ten thousand meters away, his aura surged.

A few minutes later, a space-time tunnel appeared in front of him and sucked Lin Moyu in.

Lin Moyu had now reached Level 72, and the Upper Space could no longer contain him.

Once he left the range of Antares' control and unleashed his own power, he was quickly sent to the Lower Space by the rules of the Ancient Battlefield.

A wild wind blew over, a familiar scent entering his nostrils.

"Wind Flower!"

Smelling this scent, Lin Moyu knew he had arrived at the Wind-Thunder Continent.

The fragrance of flowers accompanied by the gale-force winds hit him; his Bone Armor was activated and began to glow.

Opening his eyes to look around, he was surrounded by dense clusters of Wind Flowers.

The numbers were immense, stretching as far as the eye could see.

It was the same in every direction—up, down, left, and right.

To think he hadn't just returned to the Wind-Thunder Continent, but had landed right in the middle of a swarm of Wind Flowers.

It truly was a case of enemies meeting on a narrow path.

Previously, when he encountered a large swarm of Wind Flowers and the World Boss within it, he had been forced to use a Random Teleportation Scroll to escape.

A small grudge had been formed between the two.

But this time…

Lin Moyu was going to settle the score.

"Debts incurred must eventually be repaid!"

He murmured softly, his soul fluctuating slightly.

Lin Moyu's will was the mission of the Undead Legion.

A massive number of the undead appeared, quickly engaging the Wind Flowers in combat.

This time, the outcome was completely reversed.

When Lin Moyu came last time, he hadn't yet completed his Third Awakening.

Even with his full combat power, he could only fight evenly with a Level 85+ World Boss.

If he wanted to kill a World Boss, he had to use every trick in the book, with commands needing to be precise down to 0.1 seconds.

But now, his strength was nothing like before; the swarm of Wind Flowers before him was no longer worth his concern.

Lin Moyu didn't even need to summon the Skeleton King; just the Undead Legion alone was enough to crush the Wind Flower swarm.

A full 140,000 undead soldiers swarmed out like locusts.

After summoning the Undead Legion, Lin Moyu did only one thing.

With a point of his finger, red light filled the sky.

The world turned a bright crimson, filled with the small swords of his Curse.

Lin Moyu found himself deep within the Wind Flower swarm; this swarm was massive, numbering far more than 100,000.

It was endless, surrounding him on all sides in a dense mass.

"A Wind Flower swarm of this scale must be rare even on the Wind-Thunder Continent."

"A World Boss must exist here; I just don't know how many there are."

Wind Flowers had a characteristic: the larger the swarm, the higher the level and number of World Bosses.

Generally, in a swarm of over 1,000 Wind Flowers, a boss would inevitably be born.